"Uncle, you're just bragging. I just own a few houses, where would I get a car?" Wang Yao said embarrassedly.
"A few houses aren't enough? These days, the first requirement for girls in Huadu looking for a boyfriend is that he has to own a house. As for a car, just tell me what kind you want, and your uncle will buy it for you as a betrothal gift!" Zhen Huai patted his chest and shouted.
“The car is usually part of the bride’s dowry…you…say less, don’t wake Guang’er.” Zhang Ying, seeing that Zhen Huai’s voice was getting louder again, hurriedly reminded him.
Upon hearing Zhen Huai's words, Wang Yao suddenly realized that he had forgotten to give Zhen Huai a gift for his wedding. This was really inexcusable. He had been a celestial being for too long and had forgotten how to be a human.
“Um… Uncle, you’ve reminded me…” Wang Yao said after a moment’s thought. “How do you handle the transfer of ownership for this house? I’ll just transfer the house to you as a wedding gift for you two.”
"You fucking look down on your uncle, don't you?" Zhen Huai's face immediately turned red upon hearing this. He stood up abruptly, staring straight at Wang Yao as if he were about to fight. "You think I've been helping you with all this just to get a house from you?"
"No, Uncle, you've misunderstood. You and Auntie got married, right? As a junior, shouldn't you send a congratulatory gift or something?" Wang Yao hurriedly said with a smile.
"I told you, trouble always happens when I'm not around." Big Yellow, who was in the bedroom, heard that something was wrong outside and jumped out, complaining to Zhen Huai while glaring warily at Wang Yao.
“Giving gifts is fine, why do you need to give a house? Didn’t your uncle tell you? Your uncle is now an intangible cultural heritage inheritor and a CEO. Your uncle has plenty of ways to make money. Not to mention this house, you won’t be shortchanged on rent…” Zhen Huai’s voice softened a bit, but it was still stiff.
"Give me a break! You haven't even paid off your medical bills at the hospital yet. How much do you get back each month? All you do is save face and pretend to be something you're not!" Zhang Ying suddenly snapped.
“I told him to wait a bit before paying the rent to Brother Wang, but he… he heard you were back and took all the savings I had saved up. Let me tell you, that money was what Boss Chen left us to live on. You took it all. How are my daughter and I supposed to survive?”
As Zhang Ying spoke, tears began to fall, and Da Huang started barking.
"You... what did you say? Don't you have any shame? You shut the hell up too!" Zhen Huai glared at Zhang Ying angrily, then went to yell at Da Huang.
"Uncle, so there's your rent in here? You...you're really slapping me in the face!" Wang Yao was completely shocked. He pulled out the folded book and waved it at Zhen Huai. "And what about the medical expenses? Auntie, tell me."
“Kid, you’re different from your uncle. Your uncle is better off than you. Your uncle has a proper job now, and his salary is paid monthly. If it’s deducted this month, it’ll come back next month. It’s no big deal. You don’t even have a girlfriend yet, which is exactly when you need money…”
Zhen Huai composed himself and slowly spoke to Wang Yao.
"You dare to criticize them? They own three houses and the monthly rent is 15,000 yuan. You're unwilling to pay them less. Why do you think you're better off than them?" Zhang Ying said angrily.
"It's all your fault, you insisted on letting those two bastards in!" Da Huang also shouted at Zhen Huai from beside Zhang Ying.
"Can you all shut up?" Zhen Huai turned to look at Zhang Ying and Da Huang, his eyes cold and his voice low as if he were a beast about to devour its prey.
"Uncle, calm down!" Wang Yao frowned and shouted. "Auntie is absolutely right! If you still consider me family, you should tell me the truth. You've been hiding your difficulties from me and giving me your living expenses for rent. You're just slapping me in the face and treating me like an outsider!"
"Auntie, don't pay attention to him. I'm here. He won't dare to do anything to you. Tell me properly about the medical expenses." Wang Yao turned to look at Zhang Ying, who was clearly frightened by Zhen Huai.
“There’s this guy online named Sun Dayong who posts every day saying that traditional martial arts are just fancy moves and not as powerful as Western boxing…” Zhang Ying glanced at Zhen Huai, then turned to Wang Yao and said.
“There are many traditional martial arts schools, such as Shaolin Kung Fu and Wudang Sword, aren’t they all? Everyone else kept quiet, but he couldn’t sit still, so he challenged one of Sun Dayong’s foreign boxers to a fight.”
“That’s good. I know Uncle has some real skills. That foreign boxer that Sun Dayong found is probably no match for him. This will enhance the prestige of traditional martial arts and also raise the profile of your Longma Spirit. It’s a good thing.” Wang Yao nodded.
"A good thing? In our human world, can we even mess with foreigners? Besides, Boss Wei also said that even if you want to challenge someone, you have to post the message online and find some friends to witness it. You can still say that this is to promote the spirit of the dragon and horse, and you can always find out who wins and loses, right?"
"He's really something else. He didn't even tell me, and he didn't bring any witnesses. He arranged to fight with someone at the Wenming Western Restaurant in the middle of the night. Not only did he beat up the foreigner, but he also threw him into Wenming Road. As a result, he got extorted. The Wenming tax was only deducted last month..." Zhang Ying glared angrily at Zhen Huai.
"This... wait a minute, there's a lot going on, my brain isn't quite processing it all." Wang Yao heard Zhang Ying's words and felt there were countless doubts, so he quickly stopped her and turned to look at Zhen Huai.
"Uncle, I don't think you're usually the impulsive type. Why were you so reckless this time? You went to fight the foreigners without any preparation?" Wang Yao asked, frowning.
"You really know me! Back then, Wei Dafu offered me 20,000 yuan a month to come out of retirement and challenge the foreigners, but I wasn't tempted. I'm hundreds of years old, what haven't I seen? Why would I fight for some empty fame? But nobody believed me!"
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